Let's see a mortal type

Receiver

This new one's made of skin

I can see her

She will get eaten up by

All kind people

Avoid the eye of contact

She's seen it before

And she still wants more

Help came, but you can't fight fate

Can't help the skin receiver

Crawling in, through your flesh stew

The brew's in all of you

You're flying out of reason

Sexy wings you beware

They'll come with reason

The stampede crushes you

She's seen it before

And she still wants more

Help came, but you can't fight fate

Can't help the skin receiver

She's seen it before

And she still wants more

Help came, but you can't fight fate

Can't help the skin receiver